Chapter 616
"...Mmmm!" Zoya's eyes widened and she tried her best to push his face away, trying to push him away from her lips. "Let me go... Ragib... mmmm!"
However, Ragib had completely forgotten all of their agreement at this moment. He strongly wanted to have her and completely make her his.
He suddenly put forth his strength and held Zoya directly on the kitchen table.
Zoya suddenly realized that Ragib did not just want a little benefit. He wanted to surpass everything and have her directly.
Zoya bit down on his tongue, which had been stirring up in her mouth.
"That's right..."
Ragib harrumphed.
It was like a low, muffled cry of a beast.
Taking advantage of the moment when he was loosened, Zoya lifted her feet and took him away from her-
"You have to continue. Don't blame me for turning against you."
Zoya warned him.
Ragib was pushed away by her and leaned against the opposite wall, his breathing disordered.
He did not speak. With half of his blurry eyes hanging down, he raised his hand and used his thumb to wipe away the blood at the corner of his lips.
After coming down from the kitchen counter, Zoya took a deep breath, tidied up her clothes and passed by him. "If you can't bear it anymore, then leave. You can sleep in your room if you want to stay. I've asked someone to prepare toiletries for the bathroom in the hall."
After reminding him that he did not need to take a bath in her room, Zoya put away the dishes and left the kitchen.
She knew exactly what kind of man Ragib used to be. She couldn't let him have her so easily. Otherwise... if he were to treat her with the women outside, what would he do?
Yes, love was the premise.
Even if she gave herself to him, it was necessary for her to build a relationship with him. After Zoya left, Ragib took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
She gradually recovered her senses, and the evil fire that had just burned like fire was gradually receding, and her black eyes became clear.
After a while, he calmed down and called Aman,
The phone rang for a long time, but he didn't pick it up. In the end, he hung up.
Ragib continued to play.
When he was about to hang up the phone for the second time, the phone was connected.
"Ragib, do you know what time it is?" Aman's deep and beautiful voice came from the other side of the phone. "The time difference here is different. It's the second half of the night. If you can't tell me something important, be careful, I'll go back and kill you."
Ragib wiped his face and smiled, annoyed. "Sorry for disturbing your honeymoon, but I do have something to ask you. Big thing... Aman, I guess I'm going to restrain myself from sex for a period of time. This damnable torture is too much for men. How did you do it before?"
There was no other way. He could only call Aman. Out of all his male friends, Aman was the only one who could clear his heart and desires in the past.
Hearing that Ragib wanted to restrain his desires, Aman was clearly a little surprised. However, he was too lazy to ask Ragib for the reason when he was with his wife at night, "It's like smoking a cigarette. It's fine after that period of time. If you really can't stand it, you can solve it yourself."
Beep, beep, beep...
The phone was ruthlessly hung up by CEO from far away in France.
Ragib closed his eyes deeply and dropped his hand on his phone.
What kind of solution was this!
"I can't take it easy if I take care of my own roots..."
However, Ragib knew that he could only bear with the pain he was feeling right now.
The more he got along with Zoya, the more clearly he knew that he must catch her and never give up. She was like poppy, attracting him and letting him do everything to get her, including her heart.
When Ragib went to take a shower, cold water poured down from the top of his head and extinguished his desire bit by bit. His mind had never been clear again. He thought of Zoya's reaction just now and regretted it very much. This woman must be angry with him now!
He regretted that he had not fallen in love with Zoya before. Otherwise, if he had pursued her from the beginning, he might have already gotten her now...
After coming out of the bathroom, it was already nine o'clock. Ragib walked to the outside of Zoya's room and knocked on the door.
"Knock! Knock! Knock!"
There was no response from inside.
"Have you slept yet?" he asked However, Zoya still didn't answer him.
"Just now, it was my momentary impulse..." Ragib said, "Don't be angry."
However, Zoya remained silent inside. Ragib knocked on the door for a while and had no choice but to return to his room.
In the room, Zoya was playing with her mobile phone on the bed. It was so early, and everyone didn't sleep at all.
Hearing Ragib's words from outside, she let out a deep breath. She seemed to have finally felt better. It was not a big deal for a person to do something wrong. The most important thing was to know where she was wrong, to admit it and to correct it.
She looked at the time and remembered that she would have to go to the hospital tomorrow to make the wounds on her hands complicated. She put down her cell phone and went to take a bath.
When she went to get the pajamas, she accidentally saw the box that Ragib gave her that day.
This was a gift box. The box was exquisite and beautiful. On that day, he said that if she would definitely respond to his girlfriend, he would open the box...
She had never seen Zoya since she left the room.
In fact, it was normal for men and women to give some gifts to each other, but it was too much, which made her feel a little unbearable.
At the thought of this, she let out a sigh. Then she took the bow tie off the box and opened it.
When she saw the things inside, she still took a deep breath and her hands trembled.
That night, Ragib lay on his bed and couldn't fall asleep.
It was not said that the beds here were too small or the environment was not right. After all, he was a soldier, so it was a piece of cake for him to overcome this.
He had been thinking about tonight's problem and how to restrain himself at a critical moment in the future. And he wondered how he could comfort Zoya, who must be angry with him tonight.
Ordinary sugarcoated bullets definitely wouldn't work.
Send flowers, carts, and jewels.
These were feasible for other women.
However, it was of no use to Zoya.
Today, he paid the bill for her, but she was still angry....
He picked up the phone again and wanted to ask other friends, but Aman definitely couldn't make the phone call. Otherwise, that man would really kill him when he came back. What if he called Molly? No, Molly would definitely smile. Wasn't it a joke that he didn't even touch a patch of flowers? Why was there no way to coax a woman? Ragib had a strong man's self-esteem, he wouldn't allow others to make fun of him!
Those who fought with lieutenant commander in the military region were more familiar with him? No, as far as he knew, lieutenant commander was still single. What the fuck did he know?!
"Then how about sending it to the friends in other business circles?"
Most of the other friends were in a steep state of alcohol and women!
After thinking about it, Ragib decided to search for some information on the internet. Although it had been a long time since he had come online to search for it, this was still a way.
He typed a line of words: How to coax the woman who is so angry.
Soon, a lot of news on the website came out:
[There is no woman who can't be coaxed, buy her a bag, a bag can cure all diseases!]
[There is nothing that can't be solved by a diamond. If there is, there are two!]
[Give up your dignity and bow your head to admit your mistake. If it's necessary, we can consider to kneel down...]
[Find yourself a keyboard and kneel down last night!]
Ragib frowned. He was very puzzled.
Was it already so hard to get a girlfriend now? Was she even going to give up her dignity?
However, she might not be able to buy a valuable gift. What if Zoya got even angrier?
Ragib frowned and continued to flip through the webpage. There were also many comments from his online friends behind him Such as creating surprises and buying flowers.
The next day, Ragib woke up early.
Dressed in a grey shirt, he was tall and handsome as he walked back and forth in the living room.
Looking at the closed door of the room, it suddenly occurred to her that they were going to have breakfast... would they make breakfast for her?
For example, when she woke up and saw the steaming delicious breakfast he was making, and then they enjoyed the breakfast under the sun. The atmosphere must be very good!
The more Ragib thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible. In the end, his eyes darkened as he determinedly determined that this method was feasible!
"Well, I'll see if you're moved when you see that I've prepared breakfast for you!"
But after making up his mind, Ragib strode towards the kitchen.
However, just as she was halfway there, she suddenly stopped in her tracks and was taken aback.
"Speaking of which, how do you cook breakfast?"
"What kind of things do you need to prepare?"
"What do you want to do first?"
The air in the hall suddenly became quiet.
This was a man who had never been to the kitchen since he was born, except that he had been to the kitchen last night to "harass havoc" Zoya...
When he was in the Ragib Family, it was needless to say that he must be a rich young man who lived a comfortable life. In the army, he was also training. In the high-tech room, he enhanced his muscles. In the command center, he was among the thousands of soldiers... How could a high-ranking military colonel like him, who was in Military Region, enter the kitchen?
Ragib realized this and his tall and handsome body immediately froze. He slowly turned his handsome face to look in the direction of the kitchen yesterday.
Suddenly, he felt something.
The kitchen was very far away from him, as distant as the universe.
For rich people like them, such as cooking in the kitchen, it was an unknown domain!
When he thought of the word 'cooking" that was foreign to him, Colonel, who held great military authority, suddenly felt a wave of fear. He was completely at a loss for what to do.
Over at the Lake villa, two guards received calls from Ragib early in the morning.
The guard nodded vigorously. "Okay, Young Master. We'll do it immediately!"
An hour later, two guards immediately prepared what Ragib asked for and sent it to the Happy Apartment area.
The two guards put the things down and said after withdrawing from Zoya's house, "Young master, let's wait downstairs for a while. It's not good to see Miss Zhan when she wakes up later..."
"That's right."
Ragib, who was sitting on the sofa, nodded.
After the two guards got out of the elevator, they began to discuss.
The guard said, "This... can you do it? When did the Young Master cook? I don't think he can tell between pots and pans."
The guard said, "He wants to force himself to do it. What can he do?"
The guard A said, "But remember that bunch of flowers can play a role. I especially asked the shop to dress it up more beautifully, so that women will be happy when they receive flowers."
"I hope so. If the Young Master is in a bad mood, we will suffer as well." The guard sighed. "In short, do as he says, and it's always right."
However, Guard thought for a moment and felt uneasy. "Do you think that it's too fake for us to go to Dragonmoon Pavilion to buy breakfast? Can ordinary people do that? Is it like the breakfast made by the Young Master?"
The guard held his chin and said, "It depends on what the Young Master will say later. Anyway, I've already wet Miss Zhan's kitchen tools. I'll try to make the scene look like we've just made a meal... Maybe if Miss Zhan is too careless, she will be able to muddle through."
The two guards looked at each other, nodded, picked up the take-out box in their hands, and threw it away.
On the apartment.
Zoya slept until 8 o'clock.
As soon as she walked out of the room after washing up, she smelled the aroma of breakfast.
"Mm? It smells good." Zoya immediately took in the scent of the air and walked into the hall.
The hall was bright, and the glass door and sky blue curtains were opened on the other side of the balcony. The golden sunshine streamed in, and the whole living room was warm.
The handsome man was sitting there, and his smile was as dazzling as Apollo, the sun god. The most striking thing was the sumptuous breakfast and a bouquet of roses in front of him!